Chapter 620

The picture is full of fire and grand.

A figure eagerly chases the girl who dances in the White Dance on the high stage, with the blazing eyes like a moth chasing the flame.

It was Chu huaixiu when he was young.

Wen Tong's tears, quietly dripping on the scroll.

She never knew that someone had loved herself like this across the years and mountains.

Chu huaixiu looks at her and smiles.

Blood seeped from his teeth and dyed his shirt red.

Wen Tong gently said: "thank you for loving me. Let me remember that I am not a street mouse who can't see the light. I used to be the daughter of a famous family, and I swam among the most prosperous cities in Chang'an, and I tried to fight the ruthless empress Dayong several times... "

Chu huaixiu just laughs.

He raised his hand and wiped tears for Wen Tong.

Fingertips gently wipe her tears, but finally gradually fell down.

He was born in the royal family. He had seen too much amorous, unruly and wealthy since he was a child. All he thought about was the elegant Prince's brother and the princess sister who gave him a dime of silver in Chang'an city.

How clever he was. From the day when he took the princess's sister into the palace, he knew that the woman's heart was like withered grass and had no faith in surviving.

He deliberately abandoned the imperial court. Knowing that Nanjing langzi was ambitious and rebellious, he still handed over the guards to him. He was ruthless but left Chu Huainan

In fact, subconsciously, I knew that the princess would not live long.

She did not live long. Why did he have to take care of the court, whether the mountains and rivers in Nanyue were in good condition, and who was sitting on the throne?

What's the point of his being alive when she's not here

Chu huaixiu is dead.

He died in the arms of a young woman he adored, without regret.

Wen Tong slowly closed his eyes for him.

She looked at the light at the end of the secret road.

She did not know what was waiting for her outside, but the dying man was fearless.

She walked quietly to the end of the secret road.

Outside the secret Road, it is going out of the southwest gate of the palace.

The young general, with a sharp black robe and a cage fire, has an old scar at the corner of his eye. He is holding a three foot long knife. Behind him are hundreds of jinwuwei, standing in the dark, looking at himself coldly.

"General Shen."

Wen Tong is not surprised, the posture is calm.

Shen Yijue's voice had no ups and downs: "my aunt has been waiting for you for a long time in Chang'an city. Please? "

Wen Tong wearing a white skirt, weak, standing quietly in front of the secret road.

The empress of Dayong, Shen Jiang, wishes she could be put to death on the spot.

Sending Shen Yijue to take her back to Chang'an is only to pinch Xiao Lang with her life.

It's a pity

Wen Tong raised his head.

The sky is the burning capital city, the fire is grand, the moonlight is extremely dim.

An apocalypse, hidden in the blue clouds of the lake, will come out.

She smiles: "general Shen, is the night beautiful?"

"Very beautiful."

"The dragon will come down to the day, and the sun will shine.". No matter how beautiful the night is, it's not as beautiful as dawn. When the sun rises out of the sky, it's golden and magnificent in an instant... " A soft sword appeared in Wen Tong's hand, "general Shen, please tell the Empress Dowager for this palace. Your highness and this palace will never die in vain. She is obsessed with cronyism and greedy for profit. She wants to completely control the world, which is impossible. This palace, under the nine springs, is waiting for her to meet. "

The weak woman resolutely raised her soft sword and resolutely wiped her white neck.

Fresh blood spattered out.

Dyed her snow-white train red.

She walked cleanly at the beginning of dawn, worthy of the dignity of a crown prince.

Shen Yi Jue looks at her.

There were no waves in her eyes, and she seemed to have expected her to be so strong.

He untied his cloak and indifferently wrapped Wen Tong's body. He also ordered the people under his hand to take her body back to Chang'an and give it to the empress for disposal.

When returning to the jade tower in spring, the durian played with the fire butterfly and looked at it. Shen Yi Jue said, "what kind of person is queen Dayong?"

Shen Yi never stepped on the horse and ignored her.

Durian mounted another horse and said, "it doesn't matter if you don't say it. When I come to Chang'an, I can always see it. But Lord Shen, in my opinion, you should kill Han Yanliang. She is the subordinate of Xiao daoyan, and she will be as treacherous as that man. It's a cover for her to enter the Shen family as a spy! "

She adores Xiao daoyan, but that man has repeatedly killed her.

What a nuisance!

Since we can't get it, we can destroy him, even his everything!

Shen Yi has no expression: "she can't get into the door of Shen family."

"What are you going to do with her? Put her in jail for interrogation? "Shen Yi Jue looked at her faintly: "is this what you should ask?"

Not waiting for durian to say what, the man a clip horse belly, toward the jade tower spring gallop away.

On New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily.

Shen Yijue's arms and chest are wearing senhan fine armor. The cold wind blows through his frozen red ear tips, and his eyes are darker than the night.

I don't know why he's sweating in the cold at night.

Cold smoke, she is a demagogue.

It was the right choice for me to refuse her.

It was obviously impossible to put her in jail, for she would certainly seduce the jailer with beauty.

Fortunately, he has set up several houses in Chang'an city. It is better to keep her in his house and keep an eye on her.

……

The city was ablaze.

Nanbaoyi returns to Yuanhe street in a hurry. This is the city where the Royal relatives live, but it is also invaded by the Western barbarians.

Before dawn, the sky was dim, and the streets were full of broken and burning lanterns. From the carriage, nanbaoyi saw those western barbarians plundering garden houses. They even laughed and openly dragged out the pampered noble girls and humiliated them in groups.

This night, the nobles suffered more than the common people.

Nanbao Yi is holding the fingertip of the small stove and shaking.

She saw it very clearly. One of the girls who had been humiliated had been a guest in the prince Jing's mansion. She asked her naively at the banquet whether she would be happy to marry her beloved husband every day. She also had a husband who wanted to marry

The carriage galloped, leaving behind the scenes of purgatory.

In the palace of King Jing, Xiao Yi left behind an elite group headed by ten characters.

Xu was ordered by Chu Huainan that the Ximan people did not approach the mansion.

Ten words came out with his sword in his arms and stepped into the mansion with his Nanbao clothes. His delicate face was full of dignity: "the humble official sent someone to Tianshu to ask for news. There came a secret letter. Chu Huainan made a deal with the leader of Ximan kingdom. In return, he allowed the Ximan people to plunder the capital for three days. All the treasure they got was attributed to Ximan. In addition, she was conferred the title of Princess Ximan as her imperial concubine. "

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